Chapter 199: She can't treat the villain as a child anymore

"Holo." The shopkeeper of the bookstore recognized her, and said with a smile: "Does the little lady buy books?" Recently arrived with some books. ”

Lin Qiao turned his head to look at Song Tingfan, "Uncle, you go and see, take it and pay for it when you see it." ”

"I don't want it."

"Go ahead, you can't read a thousand words all the time."

Hearing this, Song Tingfan hesitated for a moment before reading the book, and finally took a book of battle strategy.

Lin Qiao was slightly surprised when she saw it, and soon returned to normal.

When she got out of the bookstore, she said tentatively: "Uncle wants to learn literature and start learning martial arts?" ”

"Learn martial arts, I want to be a soldier." Song Tingfan did not hesitate at all.

The plot has always been.

Lin Qiao was silent, and after a while, she said, "Then go, do whatever you want." ”

If she hadn't let him become a soldier before, after all, he would have rebelled in the dream plot.

But she has a little compassion, the villain didn't live his own life in his last life, and if he is still like this in this life, it will be a little sad.

Song Tingfan's eyes were happy for a moment, but he quickly shook his head, "I'm not going." ”

Grandpa, grandma and sister-in-law are all here, and he can't go far.

Lin Qiao wanted to have a good talk with him, but it was hard to say now, she planned in her heart, if he wanted to go, she would let him go.

She didn't say anything more, and sent him to the entrance of the town to take a carriage.

Song Tingfan suddenly thought of something, "Sister-in-law, where do you live?" ”

"There's a bed in the attic of the shop, and I'll sleep there." Lin Qiao's eyes signaled him not to worry, and then paid for the donkey cart.

……

It was almost dark, Lin Qiao closed the shop, lit an oil lamp and rolled noodles inside, the weather was gradually getting hotter, and he could sell some cold noodles, fried potatoes and the like.

The shop is so big that these things can be put down.

She didn't know what she thought of, so she suddenly laughed out loud and muttered: "It has become the most annoying 'old mother' character." ”

That being said, there is no resistance to coming here at all.

After the dough is rolled, cover it with something to prevent the rats from stealing food.

As soon as she fetched water and washed her hands, she heard a knock on the door, she was startled, did not answer, looked left and right and took a rolling pin.

There was another knock on the door, and she stepped up to the attic, and looked down from the window, where a dark shadow could be seen.

She recognized, "Uncle." ”

Song Tingfan was just about to speak, but when he heard the words, he looked up, and immediately grinned, "Sister-in-law." ”

Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and went downstairs to open the door for him, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'm not worried about you alone." Song Tingfan put down the basket and bolted the door.

Lin Qiao's heart was a little warm, and her voice softened unconsciously, "Have you had dinner?" ”

Song Tingfan turned out the cakes from the back basket, "I didn't eat it, but Grandma stuffed me with several cakes." ”

"Where are you full of bread, sit down, and I'll give you the following."

Lin Qiao raised the stove, and after a while, the water rose, she put the noodles down, and the pot was up in a short time.

The bowl was a little hot, and after she put it in front of him, she touched her ear, "Eat, it's not enough to cook again, and I rolled out a lot of noodles." ”

"It smells so good." Song Tingfan sniffed, then picked up the chopsticks and took a big bite, the noodles that he had just picked up were hot, and he was so hot that he grinned his teeth, Rao didn't spit it out like this, and swallowed it hard.

Lin Qiao hurriedly poured water for him, "Blow it." ”

When he ate noodles, she washed with hot water, scooped hot water and washed her feet in it.

Song Tingfan glanced at it, blushed with shame, and then buried himself in eating noodles.

A quarter of an hour later, the two went up to the attic, and Lin Qiao realized that she couldn't find something to sleep on the floor for Song Tingfan, she thought for a while, "Uncle, you go to the inn to sleep." ”

Song Tingfan didn't want to go to the inn, so he glanced at the bed, which was smaller than at home, and the two of them must be squeezed when they slept, "Sister-in-law, I'll sleep downstairs." ”

"No, be careful that something is wrong with the cold." Lin Qiao hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Let's squeeze it tonight." "It's a little unnatural to talk about the back.

cough, I don't know if it's the villain's book or the things in the mountains that day, she can't treat Song Tingfan as a "child" now.

"It's okay, sister-in-law, I'll go to sleep." Song Tingfan is also a little unnatural.

Unnatural is unnatural, Lin Qiao will not let him go to sleep below, "Be obedient, just sleep here, and when you are free, you will set up a bed next to you." ”

If Song Tingfan was studying in the town, he would definitely have to live in the shop, and when the time came, he would see if he would draw a curtain or use a wooden plank to separate it.

Song Tingfan lay down obediently, Lin Qiao blew out the lamp and lay down, the bed was really a little small, and when she fell asleep, she touched his shoulder, and she just moved out a little.

At the same time, Song Tingfan also moved out a little.

The atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

Lin Qiao, who didn't feel anything in the past, always felt weird now, cough, she turned her back to him slightly.

The night was getting darker and deeper, and the attic next door was probably occupied, and the sound of talking could not be heard, but the sound of the wooden bed hitting the wall came intermittently.

Lin Qiao as an adult: ......

Her ears were red.

Song Tingfan next to him didn't seem to understand what the sound was, and after a while, he didn't stop, he looked to the side, "Sister-in-law, can you fall asleep?" ”

Lin Qiao: "......"

It's weird that she can fall asleep.

She felt that she had to find something to change the topic, "Ahem, no, uncle, you said that you want to be a soldier today, you can go if you want, don't think about us." ”

Song Tingfan hesitated, but still shook his head, "I'm not going." ”

"We're not far from the frontier, just a day or two away, and we'll come to see you often."

As soon as Lin Qiao's words fell, the voice next door became louder, and she seemed to be happy, she: "......"

She said again: "As long as you don't regret it, Uncle will let it go, I will always support you, and I didn't let you be a soldier for a lifetime, and you will come back obediently to marry after a few years." ”

The young man didn't speak for a long time, and the voice next door stopped, and just when Lin Qiao thought he couldn't speak, he suddenly said, "Is it okay?" The tone was a little cautious.

If you become a soldier, you can protect your sister-in-law and them, and you will get silver every month.

And he wants to go.

When his father was there, he said that he wanted him and his brother to be soldiers and be a man who guarded the people.

"Why not, you can go if you want." Lin Qiao suddenly felt a little sad for him, and he even had to take care of the way he chose to live.

She paused and said: "The government recruited troops in October last year, and it should be the same this year, and I will report to you when the time comes." ”

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Song Tingfan couldn't tell what he felt, a little sour, but a little happy.

"Thank you, go to sleep, I have to take the exam tomorrow, don't think about going to the army, you won't be able to study well, it's good to study more." Lin Qiao looked at the moon through the window, feeling a little reluctant in her heart.

It's too deep into the play.

……

Early the next morning, there was a noisy sound outside the window, Lin Qiao was awakened, and looked at the sky outside, gray and foggy.

She turned her head to look at Song Tingfan next to her, he just opened his eyes, he sat up, and said hoarsely: "Sister-in-law." ”